I don't know how to deal with what I'm feeling, so I figure the best way is by calling her a slut, right? And tell her she was used. Silent Bob: So I'm totally weirded out by this, right? And then I just start blasting her. I mean, I was raised Catholic, for God's sake. Now this just blows my mind, right? I mean, I am not used to this sort of thing. But then she drops the bomb on me, and the bomb is this: it seems that a couple of times, while they were going out, he brought some people to bed with them. how they fell in love, and how they went out for a couple of years, and how they lived together, her mother likes me better, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. So, anyway, she starts telling me about him. But you know how it is: you don't wanna know, but you just have to, right? Stupid guy bullshit. Which, as we all know, is a really dumb move. And then four months down the road, the idiot gear kicks in, and I ask about the ex-boyfriend. Silent Bob: So there's me and Amy, and we're all inseparable, right? Just big time in love.
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